Hey everyone, VickyT36 here, I saw sing and I thought it was great, but could've used some changes, so here's my version of sing, enjoy!

Chapter 1: One City Seven Lives

Twenty-four years ago in a city populated by animals, a koala named Simon was taking his six-year-old twins to see a show at a theater. They walked down the street with each kid holding their father's paw.

"Are we almost there, Dad?" asked his son, Buster. "Almost, Buster." answered Simon. "What kind of show is it again, Daddy?" asked his daughter, Missy. "It's a musical, Missy. Oh look here we are." said Simon.

They arrived at a theater, and the sign read Epiphany. Many animals were going inside, taking their seats, and backstage stagehands were setting up the lights, scenery, and helped the actors get ready.

Once everything was ready, spotlights shined on the stage and the curtains opened. On stage a black sheep woman was wearing a flowing purple dress, singing, and climbing up a prop cliff. From up in their seats, Buster watched in amazement.

It was there that his dreams of being the first koala in space were gone. Twenty-four years later, an adult Buster stood in front of that same theater with his dad, sister, and many other animals holding a pair of scissors and cutting a red ribbon.

He know owned the theater and re-named it Moon Theater.


One day, Buster was sitting at his desk working, when he heard someone. "Moon!" yelled the voice. "What the...?" asked Buster. The door opened, and an elderly iguana walked in. "Good morning, Mr. Moon." she said.

"Ms. Crawly, what's going on out there?" asked Buster. "It's the stagehands from your shows, apparently their checks bounced." explained Ms. Crawly. "What?" asked Buster, he got up from his desk, and got up on a drawer.

He peeked out the blinds, there were some angry animals pounding on the door. "You tell them they will get paid, I'll call the bank and get it all straightened out." said Buster, as he jumped down from the drawers.

"Speaking of which, I've got Judith from the bank on line two." said Ms. Crawly. "Tell her I'm going to have to call her back." said Buster, as he got his bag. "What should I tell her now?" asked Ms. Crawly.

"Tell her that Buster Moon is at lunch." he said. He went through a hole in the wall hidden behind a painting, and through backstage, and out the front door, to avoid the angry mob. He hopped on his bike, and rode to the restaurant he was meeting his friend, Eddie at.


As he rode, he passed a teenage gorilla. He was singing to himself, but stopped when he saw two police officers coming. He hid behind a wall, and waited for them to leave. When he couldn't see them anymore, he pulled a walki-talki out of his jacket.

"Guys, listen the cops are around, so stay where you..." he said, but before he could finish, three gorilla jumped out the window from the building, setting off the alarm. "Hey, freeze!" yelled one of the police officers.

"Let's get out of here." said one of the gorillas. They all jumped into a black pickup truck, and drove off, but the teenager gorilla didn't jump in in time. He ran behind the truck, and one of the gorilla's pulled him in.

"Johnny, you were supposed to be keeping a look out." he said. "Sorry, Dad." said Johnny. "And where's your mask?" Johnny quickly put on his bunny rabbit mask.


Out of the city in the suburbs, a mother pig was singing to herself, while getting her twenty-five kids ready for school. As she sang, one of her sons jumped on the table. "Look at me, I'm Mommy, la la la la la." he said.

His brothers and sisters giggled, but his mom got stern. "Casper sweetie, get down from there." she said. "Rosita, have you seen my car keys?" asked her husband, Norman as he came downstairs. Rosita took the keys away from one of her daughters.

"Here you go, dear." said Rosita, handing him the keys. Casper kept singing, and Rosita picked him up. "Norman, would tell them that I'm a great singer?" asked Rosita. "Oh, yeah you were great, honey." said Norman, distracted.

He gave her a kiss and walked out the door. "Bye, honey." Rosita turned off her radio, and slumped out the kitchen window.


Back in the city two teenage porcupines were rocking out on electric guitars in a cafe. The guy was singing and the girl was singing backup. But the girl was slowly taking over the lead singing.

But suddenly everything went quiet. The owners had unplugged their stereos and guitars. "Finally, I thought you guys were never gonna stop." he said. As they put away their guitars the guy spoke.

"Ash, babe, just stick the backing vocals next time." he said. "Sorry, Lance, I get carried away." said Ash. "Yeah, you do." said Lance.


Back in the suburbs, a teenage elephant was just bringing a birthday cake into the dining room. It was her grandpa's birthday and her mom and grandma were singing "Happy Birthday" to him.

She came in singing the song beautifully, and when she finished her family stared at her. "What?" she asked, and then said. "Go on, make your wish Grandpa." "I wish you'd join a choir or band or something." he said.

"Now, Dad, we've been through this." said her mother. "So what if she's a little shy, but if I had a voice like Meena's I'd be a super star." he said. "All right, Grandpa, now blow out your candles." said Meena.

And he did.


Back in the city, a small white mouse, named Mike, was playing the saxophone on some stairs. As he played, a baboon threw a penny into his saxophone case. "What only a penny?" asked Mike.

"Sorry that's all I have right now." said the baboon. "Oh really?" asked Mike. He grabbed the baboon's collar, and pulled him down to his level. "Empty your pockets, buster!" he threatened. Scared the baboon did what he was told.

He pulled out his inhaler, gum wrappers, and eventually a money clip full of cash. "Aha." said Mike, letting go of the baboon, and taking his money. "And next time pick on someone your own size." said Mike, causing other animals to give the baboon a dirty look, while he used his inhaler.


Back with Buster, he just arrived at the restaurant, and gave his bike to the valet. "Take care of her, she may look old, but she's a classic." said Buster to the ape. But the bike fell apart. Inside Buster sat at a table with his friend, Eddie, the sheep.

"I'm glad you were able to come, because I have a big idea." said Buster. "Whoa, hold on a minute. When I told my parents I was coming to meet you, my dad was all like, "You tell that Buster Moon that if he thinks I'm going to fund another one of his shows, he's wrong." said Eddie.

"No, it's not that. I'm going to do something new, none of that old stuff." said Buster. A waiter came up, but Buster told them they needed a minute. "Now look, I know my theater's going through some pretty rough times lately so what do I do?" asked Buster.

"Quit?" asked Eddie. "No, my next show is going to be, drum roll please." said Buster, doing a drum roll on the table. "A singing competition." "A singing competition, who wants to see another one of those?" asked Eddie.

"Everyone, the whole city. Think your neighbor, the grocery store manager, that chicken right there. Everyone in the city gets a shot at being a star on my stage." said Buster. "Buster, that's crazy." said Eddie.

"No it's not. People want real talent from real life, and that's what I'm going to give them." said Buster, slamming his fist on the table, causing his knife to fly across the room and into a bull's soup.

"Yeah, okay, so why don't we get out of here." suggested Eddie. "Don't you want to eat?" asked Buster. "We can't afford this." said Eddie. "That's why I brought my own." said Buster, taking out his lunch box.

"But you can't do that." said Eddie. Once a waiter saw Buster with his sandwiches, he threw him out. Eddie walked out of the restaurant to meet him. "Can't you just ask your sister for the money?" asked Eddie.

"I can't ask her for money now. She already has enough to deal with." said Buster. "That's right, how's the little squirt doing?" asked Eddie. "Well I'm going by the hospital to visit, want to tag along?" asked Buster.

"Sure why not." said Eddie. Missy, Buster's sister had a six-year-old daughter named Cassia, but five months ago Cassia's kidney starting failing, so she needed a transplant. Unfortunately, Buster and Missy didn't match.

At the hospital, they went up to the children's ward, and found Cassia's room. Missy was sitting in a chair reading a book, and wearing a green shirt, black pants, and gray shoes. Cassia was wearing a purple t-shirt, blue skirt, and white socks.

"Hey, sis, Cassia." said Buster, as he and Eddie walked into the room. "Hi, Uncle Buster." said Cassia, sitting in her hospital bed. "Hi, Buster." said Missy, walking over and hugging him. "Missy, Cassia, you remember Eddie right?" asked Buster.

"Of course, how are you Eddie?" asked Missy. "Hi, Missy, hey, Cass." said Eddie. "Hi." said Cassia. Then a panda wearing pink scrubs came in with a wheelchair. "Hello, everyone, hi Cassia." she said.

"Hi, Nurse Katie. "Time for your dialysis, Cassia." said Katie. Cassia got into the wheelchair, but before she left she said to her uncle. "Uncle Buster, will I still be able to see a show at your theater when I get my new kidney?" she asked.

"Of course, sweetheart." said Buster. "I'll be with you in a second sweetie." said Missy. "Okay, Mom." And Katie wheeled her out of the room. "Well I better get back home, see you later, Buster, bye Missy." said Eddie, leaving.

"Bye. Buster are you sure about that?" asked Missy. "What?" asked Buster. "Your theater's been a bit slow lately, and with your financial issue." said Missy. "Missy, you know what Dad went through to get me the theater.

And besides Cassia likes the theater." said Buster. "I know, I just don't want you to make a promise you can't keep." explained Missy. "Don't worry, sis. I got everything under control, in fact I'm working on my next big thing, a singing competition." said Buster.

"A singing competition?" asked Missy. "Yeah, you and Cassia should come." said Buster. "Well...okay." said Missy. "Great, I gotta go, give Cassia my love." said Buster, and he left.

Well that's chapter 1, plz review and no flames plz, also I don't own Sing Illumination does